The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 02, No. 13, November, 1858

The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 02, No. 13, November, 1858
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Various. The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 02, No. 13, November, 1858

RAILWAY-ENGINEERING IN THE UNITED STATES.1

HER GRACE, THE DRUMMER'S DAUGHTER

WORK AND REST

COLIN CLOUT AND THE FAËRY QUEEN

PART I.—HIS MISTRESS

PART II.—SPENSER'S WIFE

CHAPTER III

CHAPTER IV

CHAPTER V

NATURE AND THE PHILOSOPHER

THOMAS JEFFERSON.27

A PRISONER OF WAR

THE "WASHING OF THE FEET," ON HOLY THURSDAY, IN ST. PETER'S

PHYSICAL COURAGE

NOVEMBER

A VISIT TO THE AUTOCRAT'S LANDLADY

THE LANDLADY'S ACCOUNT

THE OLD MAN OF THE SEA

THE GREAT EVENT OF THE CENTURY

THE LAST LOOK

A SAMPLE OF CONSISTENCY

LITERARY NOTICES

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The girl whose suggestion had brought about this change in her father's household, introducing anxiety and tears and pain where these were almost strangers, was not exceeding joyous in view of what she had done. But she was resolved and calm. It was everything to her, that night when she lay down to rest, to know that the same roof that covered her was also spread above the prisoner, and all the joys of youth passed into forgetfulness as she thought and vowed to herself concerning the future.

It seemed, perhaps, a state of things involving no consequences, this sympathy that Elizabeth had shared with the gardener Sandy, when the prisoner's eyes gazed on them from his window, or turned towards them while he walked in the garden; but Sandy said to himself, when she told him that they were to have Laval's place in the prison, "It took her!"—neither did it seem incredible to him when she assured him that the new house was like home. He honestly believed that with the child—child he considered her—all things were possible.

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The answer did not linger.

"He is dying,—a noble man perishing unrighteously! Oh, my mother, in that land there is a lady waiting to know why the arm of the Lord so long delays! He shall not die a prisoner! She loves him,—he loves her. I will give them to each other. Only keep him alive till I come."

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